Luyện nghe bài hát 4 Am

Uhh.. Welcome to
planes, long flights
Welcome to the

Destinies off the filling from the pillow talking
How you my highs, I hope you built the coffin
I got lungs please excuse the coughing
Think I'm bout to blow, they call me George from
Respect is never so I confiscate it
Get with mine I get them acclimated
Cherry red dice I'm a gambling man I'm never twice
Had to the life
ain't for ordinary people, don't compare me to rappers
I'm to be like The Beatles,
Give me some soul money, is gassed up
Tell them to keep it running, I'm keeping the cut
No snakes, royalty hating don't get no pussy
So it's more for me, she me in her mouth
You it's cordially, we throwin' racks, she said please don't talk to me
All my is winning, shout out to Charlie Sheen
I spit the metronome's a money machine
A money machine, of course I'm trying to be the that was part of my dream
And wale me fuck y'all so we fuck yall, we don't love y'all
Loud B.O.T. y'all, patron at 4 am, fuck the last call
We aint of that, and we aint hear of y'all

Doggin, Hard listen, mean muggin for when niggas don't see their C's til see the judges
Dark side of town, baby blues,
When ensues niggers Ndomakong Suh
Old lyin ass as boys,
Why you that bitch up if you cant tend it out boy
I'm a tenant my opinion is

I'm here forever, these other niggers scribble in
Got indelible colors, only look when buzzing
I'm at Dallas luggage flyin straight to the money
And you don't understand my my colloquial is lovely
So they quote me and love me I'm a poet or something
Hoe I kick it, I punt it like Reggie Roby or
Shady bitches'll feel me, Reggie Smokers me
Make the of you haters, make the most of your money
Have that consistent drive long as your motor's

I used to up mama house by opening ovens
Now mama see that shit on and know that it's coming
real shit, it's bigger than rap, my n-gga Cole busy, but genius is back
I light up my spliff take a sip of my
back of when the city weren't thinking of rap
They weren't thinking of rap, they giving a f-ck
Now everywhere I go be giving it up
I seen it all from Farms to Sursum Corders
had that rocking like a Park that's word to Mike Shinoda
Shout out to captain and free my n-gga Ricky
We always for polo, we miss you little Penny
We college, chase dollars and black pennies
Not in the of Zamunda but it's mad semi's
bad bitches with bad intentions just act friendly

This where they love you then they you, go and ask Fifty
Yeah, go and ask
They love you they hate you, go and ask fifty
Go and ask fenty, hating ass n-gga, than sibling
Who got the juice ?
n-gga,
n-gga,
My... dont keep it nigga
work, work, work, work, work.